Rotting away, by myself in this cage.nI'm forgotten by time, I've lost track of how long it's been.nGuts churn with cramps, have not eaten for days.nLook upon my own flesh, with disgust as I salivate.nnI've survived for days on my own shit, urine and blood.nNothing left to consume.nThere is no course of action left for me I fear.nLet the Final Supper begin.nnSickening pain, teeth tearing through skin,nthe crunching of fat, muscle, sinew now shredded meat.nThis makes me sick, rancid gorge fills my throat,nbut I swallow it down, mustn't waste this last meal.nnNow frenzy has begun, masticating my own tongue,nI'm choking, laughing at my own futility.nTear my scalp and wolf it down, hair tickling in my throatncausing me to gag and disgorge it painfully.nnWhat next to eat? I grope between my thighsnand I scream as I rip at my own turgid appendage.nAh but it's sweet! The taste of bitter sperm;nmy foul fetid reek, a bouquet for the banquet.nnFluids draining, vitals waning, frenzied in this hell sustainingnteeth red scything, masticating, a feast of self mutilation.nnNow for dessert, I'll extricate my eyes, pop them in my mouthnstill attached to the nerves.nBursting as I bite, my brain overloads.nThe pain sends my body into shock and then I die.nnConsumption... Be Done.